I have a whole list of things I should probably be doing today but very little motivation to do any of them. At least yesterday I was productive. I managed to finish formatting the manuscript for Botanical Mischief and wrote the introduction for the world so that new readers aren’t completely lost. (A surprisingly difficult…
Gus swallowed hard, wishing she could see their faces. She wanted to know which of her siblings had decided she was expendable. With an effort of will, she pulled her gaze away from the cloaked figures to focus on the Tuann Kyle had found. “Recognize him?” Gus asked Caius. The camera had caught the Tuann…
The restaurant’s interior was as humble and unassuming as its exterior. The only thing declaring it as a place where people could get food were the tables scattered randomly throughout the space. Most of which looked like they’d been sourced from the local scrap heap. Sheets of metal served as table tops. Some of the…
No Gus chapter today. I got Lasik eye surgery yesterday and I’m still adjusting. The words are just a little too glowy for me to want to work for long periods. In other news–I’m getting a lot of questions of whether Gus will be turned into an ebook/physical book. The answer is yes to both….
Another explosion from the direction of her living quarters showed the intruders had breached Gus’s last defense. “Don’t look back,” Gus ordered as Anandra’s hand pulled against hers, his focus on what was behind rather than what was ahead. Seeing his hood had slid down, Gus adjusted it for him. “You never look back.” That…
Something brushed the periphery of Gus’s senses. A murmur disguised as an omen. Easily ignored by someone else. Someone bolder and more assured. Gus, though, was none of those things. She was cautious and had learned to pay attention when the universe spoke. “What is it? What’s wrong?” Anandra asked, tensing as he noticed her…
Gus let that sink in. Someone wanted her dead. Whether because of a grudge or because they saw her as easy pickings. Weak. There for the destroying. They’d declared war on her and everything she’d built. Belladonna and its crimes would trace back to her. The plant obsessed hermit stupid enough to name her organization…
Gus rubbed her forehead, trying not to panic. Of all times for Ryan to stage an impromptu visit. His first ever. Just when she’d offered safe harbor to Caius and Anandra. A coincidence? If only Gus believed in those. The forty three didn’t get involved. It was a directive they’d all agreed to follow. Even…
“What are Tuann doing here?” Gus mumbled. For that matter, who were they? House Roake? Had Kira already found her way here? Gus needed to find out. If Kira was here, she could offload Caius and Anandra before she’d even finished her chai. If it wasn’t Kira, she had bigger problems. The forty three knew…
Gus relaxed as soon as the greenhouse locked behind her. The solitude to which she’d become accustomed embracing her like an old friend. Finally. Some peace and quiet. She’d missed this. For a second, Gus was tempted to seek out the comfort of her bed. She could take a nap. Ignore her problems for the…
